Dangerous (Bucky X Fem OC)

Marvel Masterlist!

Started: 21.6.2020

Updated: 23.9.2020

Total Works: 11

Tony Stark:

New Recruit

Loki:

xDemigod!Fem!Reader

Tease (Stark Son!Reader)

Beautiful (xFemale Reader)

Toothache

Casual 1

Steve Rogers:

Solo Steve

Thor:

Arguments (POC! Female Reader)

Ships:

Stony

Distractions (Clintasha)

Memory Lane (Stucky)

Do you have a master list?

I do not! I uh 😅😅 I actually dunno how to even go about making one because it's never crossed my mind to make one before

Steam (Charles Xavier x f!reader)

Words: 1,505

Warnings: shower sex, nipple play, fingering, a small bit of riding, moaning, very very very mild dirty talk, a TON of pet names.

Note******: I don’t remember exactly how Charles behaved so like... he’s probably out of character I’m sorry

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"Charlie... Baby I'm all sweaty." You laughed, gently prying your lover off of you. You knew that you loved the attention he gave you, and he knew that too. He definitely knew it.

"Then come shower, darling." He whispered, his arms wrapping around your waist and pulling you both together.

You had been gone all day, away for work and you hadn't even gotten to sit down yet, you had left Charles in bed that morning with a quick goodbye kiss before heading out. He had texted you and you of course replied when you could but you both knew how stressful and chaotic your line of work could be.

"Mhm, I feel gross." You hummed, smiling at the brown haired man as he lifted you up with ease, hands catching under your butt as you wrapped your legs around his waist.

"You look gross." Charles joked with a laugh, wrinkling his nose as you gasped and gently hit his chest. "I'm joking, you're beautiful as always, perfection." He assured you as he set you on the floor in the bathroom. "I'll go get the towels and some spare clothes, you get the temperature right."

You just nodded, a calm smile playing at your lips as he left.

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"This is exactly what I needed." You practically moaned, the warm water hitting your back as you rested against Charles' chest.

You were suddenly pressed against the wall, a gentle hand holding you against the cool tile. Your eyes opened and you stared up into bright blue eyes that seemingly looked into your soul. The look alone sent shivers throughout your body and made goosebumps rise.

"I missed you so much today, I want nothing more than to touch you. If you'd allow it." Charles said softly, one of his hands grazing up your side while the other laid against the wall by your head.

You looked at the man, a smile creeping its way onto your face as you nodded. "I'd love that."

The moment you gave him consent he had you lifted against the wall, you were now about a head taller than him. He leaned against you and as you tipped your head back he kissed along your neck, you shivered against the touch and took a shaking breath.

As he kissed lower to your chest you could feel your body heating up, your breath was heavy as Charles made you feel incredible, barely even doing anything and you were desperate for him already.

"You're so good to me." You said quietly, you felt Charle's grin against your skin before he set you down and sat on the bench in the shower, pulling you to him and looking up at you.

"You are a work of art, astonishing and I cannot get enough of you."

He winked before attaching himself to you, his right hand grabbed your breast and simply held it, giving a gentle squeeze to the soft skin, feeling the way it moved in his hands and letting his thumb flick over the sensitive pink nipples.

His mouth had kissed along your breast before sucking the nipple between his lips, teeth grazed the skin there and his tongue rubbed over to soothe the feeling of the gentle bites.

You couldn't stop your trembling moan as he touched you, the feeling sent bolts of lightning throughout your body.

"You like that, huh?" He teased, switching his hand over to the other side and now sucking and nibbling on the other nipple.

You whined and ran your hands through his stupidly soft hair, gripping at the roots and tugging, but also pushing him closer. He huffed against your skin and his free hand roamed from your waist down to your hips, then slid down the front and between your legs to run his index finger through your core, pressing against your clit and smirking as you tipped your head back and pulled a bit harsher on his hair.

"I asked you a question, love. Answer me." He said quietly, pulling away and wiping his mouth, his other hand still between your legs.

"Mhm..." You nodded, your face red as you looked down at him, his eyes were determined as you looked at him.

His hand began to move slowly, his index finger rubbing slow circles against your clit. The stimulation felt divine as you rolled your hips into it.

"Talk to me, darling. You know I love hearing you voice those dirty little thoughts of yours." Xavier cooed, grinning cheerfully as he dipped his middle finger into your, pushing it all the way in and curling it forward to press at your g-spot. The feeling brought intense pleasure and made you moan, your eyes fluttering and one hand shooting out from gripping his shoulders to balancing yourself against the white tiles.

"You make me feel so good Charlie..." You whined, cheeks red with embarrassment as you spoke.

"Aw that's a good girl, you always do so well for me." Charles said quietly, kissing along your abdomen as he slid his ring finger in along with his middle, you now had two of his long fingers pressing against your g-spot.

Charles pleasured you, your hips jerked into his touch, then jerked away so you wouldn't cum quite yet. His pace was slow, he enjoyed taking his time to get a feel for exactly how you felt when he touched you.

"Charlie... Please..." You whimpered, your thighs ached from how tense they were.

Thankfully your lover had mercy and nodded, pulling his hand away from you and gesturing to his lap. "Come ride me darling, I love seeing you on top of me." He said with a charming smile.

You just nodded, climbing onto his thighs and positioning yourself over his length, it was red at the tip and leaking pre-cum already.

As you rolled your hips to a slow rhythm you could feel Charles thrust into you, urging you to speed up a bit more.

"Eager?" You teased, humming sweetly.

Charles laughed and stood up, one hand cupping under you before he pressed you to the wall, pinning you there and laughing.

"Well, what can I say? Every time you give yourself up to me I just feel so... honored to have that chance and I want to be able to have some fun with it and hear you scream for me." Charles laughed, before you could reply he shoved his fingers in your mouth, they had a bitter taste that definitely caught you off guard.

Before you could process that he pushed the fingers he was just using in you in your mouth he began thrusting, your body bouncing up the wall a bit as he let out a deep grunt.

You could only moan and let your head fall back, your eyes rolling back as Charles did everything just right to make you shake against him.

"You feel so good darling, so hot, so tight." He mumbled against you, his lips now attacking your neck again.

Charles leaned down and brought your nipple to his lips again, looking up at you and grinning like an idiot.

The intense feeling of him stretching you and filling you perfectly along with the sharp pleasure from him biting and sucking your obnoxiously sensitive nipple sent you over the edge in that very moment, your eyes squeezing shut and tears springing up as you trembled violently, your brain going completely blank. You could barely register Charles' loud moan as you squeezed him with a vice-like grip, you could feel him pulse, then felt his hips stutter against yours.

You could hardly register the noises you made but his were crystal clear as he emptied his load inside of you, he moaned beautifully as his eyes rolled back, mouth dropping open so he could say whatever he wanted and it all came fumbling out in a jumbled mess.

"Fuck... Beautiful, you. Love you, love your cunt. Feel so good. Did so good..."

You had come back to the present by now, your chest heaving as Charles laughed, reaching over to turn off the shower and gently lower you to your feet.

Only, you clung to him, legs squeezing his waist and arms wrapping around his neck.

"Baby, you have to let me go-" Charles laughed, you just whined and shook your head.

"Beautiful-" You shook your head.

"Princess-" You shook your head.

"We can dry off if you don't-" You still shook your head.

"Darling, I have to put you down. Otherwise I simply can't give you round two and I can't do that with you clinging to me like this."

You lifted your head, blushing and unraveling yourself from him.

"Cuddles and dinner first... Then we can think about another round..." You smiled, feeling as if you were walking on a cloud, your body felt so light.

Charles noticed your behavior, laughing a bit and shaking his head, you were ridiculous sometimes but he loved every minute of it.

Hey loves, I'll get to requests after putting out this very next piece, I figured since New Recruit is apparently my top post I'll write an additional chapter! I've been working on it all day today and it should be out very soon 😌

Tease (Loki x Stark Son!Reader)

Prompt: a dom leaving kisses on their subs neck lovingly but it gets their sub so worked up that they start moaning "please daddy don't stop! Fuck!" These words coming from their precious baby make them lose control and they mark up their sub for everyone to see. Warnings: handjobs, dom top Loki, submissive bottom reader :) Words: 1,740 Note: Yo so. This is a thing now lol you're 18 or 19 lol AU where tony is still a billionaire but lives in his cabin and whatnot. Hes also cool with Loki. 〰〰〰〰〰〰〰〰〰

It's a calm Friday evening, you're all cozy and warm in your bedroom. It was winter in your area, snow gently falling outside your window where your dark emerald green curtains were drawn almost completely. You had a heated blanket on under you as you read a novel, flipping through the pages silently.

At a tap on your open door you looked up to see Tony with a smile, dark circles under his eyes from obvious lack of sleep.

"Hey kid, just came to say good night." He said softly, leaning against your door frame.

"Oh. You're actually going to sleep tonight?" You asked with a soft chuckle, setting your book to the side and standing. You stretched before walking over and giving him a hug, followed by a kiss on the cheek. Something the two of you always did before bedtime.

"Yeah, I figured three days is enough work for now. Then I'll rest and get back to it tomorrow."

You nodded before going back to sit on your bed, Tony walked out, gently shutting the door behind him as he went up the stairs into his bedroom.

You laid in bed for a while before a mischievous god came in unannounced and unexpected.

"Oh, Loki." You said as you looked up to a smiling man, bright blue eyes softening once they found you. You set your book to the side and gladly opened your arms for the god.

"Hello darling, I'm sorry I'm so late." He said softly as he pulled off any hard clothes he wore such as his belt and shoes, then laid in your arms with his cold face against your neck.

"It's okay love, can i ask why you were late?" You asked curiously, smiling as you stroked his hair.

"Just the usual stuff. Had to tend to some... Things on Asgard with the blond brute." He mumbled, snuggling his face closer against your warm neck. After a short silence he placed soft kisses against the sensitive skin, causing your breath to hitch. Loki clearly knew what he was doing as he kissed along the smooth area while your dominant hand slid into his hair and your other hand curled in the sheets.

The two of you stayed like this for a while, your head arched back against your pillow and Loki placing wet kisses across your sensitive neck.

Suddenly he pulled away and ushered for a position change.

Loki now sat comfortably behind you, you between his legs, "Let's watch the tv, yeah?" He cooed absentmindedly, resuming his previous actions on your neck. However he refused to give nearly as much attention until you turned on the television and let a random movie play. Now his hands inched under your shirt, his fingertips lightly caressing the soft skin he had exposed.

Now that there was background noise, Loki pressed firmly against you and began to properly lick and nibble on that side of your neck, your hands gripped tightly at the sides of the God's pants while your lip tucked firmly between your teeth.

The soft touches were gone, now there were bites which were sure to leave bruising, and his hands had slid up to your chest, eagerly tweaking the pointed nipples there for added stimulation.

"Oh fuck... Loki please just... Just do more!" You pleaded in a hushed tone. Your hips stirred while Loki gave a low growl.

"You know I love it when you beg for me." He whispered, breath fanning over your wet skin and making you shiver despite the warm blanket beneath you. "I suppose I could." He hummed, returning to his kisses.

You were about to start pleading again when you felt his teeth bite down once more, your thighs automatically clamped together but Loki had other plans. He wrapped his strong legs around yours and opened them back. Loki sucked and nibbled on the tender skin, he didn't stop until he knew there was a bruise.

You were stiff as ever, whimpering and lifting your hips, desperate for friction. "Please, Loki, I'm so hard for you. Please touch me." You cried, Loki chuckled against the next bruise he was making. The sting from the bruises only helped bring pulsing down your shaft.

Just as you were about to beg again Loki turned you around to face him. He pulled you into his lap and you gave a soft whimper at the pressure on your cock.

"Now, my pet, I'm going to leave my mark on every square inch of your sinful little body. You can bring yourself to orgasm can't you? Like a good boy." Loki explained firmly, no arguing allowed. The tone alone sent shivers down your spine, and straight to your dick.

"But... Loki, please I want you to touch me... Your hands always feel so good. When you're in me oh god it feels amazing... Please, only you can make me feel that good Loki..." You begged, pulling your shirt off over your head, bunching your pajama bottoms around your thighs, the outline of your aching erection was clearly visible in grey boxers and the sight made Loki drool.

"My beautiful, beautiful sweet boy... So good at begging for me. Want my cock, my darling love?" Loki smirked, his thumb teasing at your lips while his own mouthed down your chest and caught a nipple.

"Please, yes sir. I want it so bad." You mumbled, gasping and jerking slightly. The smallest touch would be sending you unraveling, with the added fact you haven't seen Loki in what felt like ages adding in to that.

"Well... My darling. I can't fuck you tonight, it's too risky. But I can make you cum so many times you'll be dizzy by the end." Loki promised, smirking and latching his lips to your nipple. You couldn't form a proper response so instead you just arched your back and immediately tangled your hands in the midnight hair. Loki's tongue worked expertly against your sensitive nipple and his hands slowly worked their way down your body.

"Fuck- wanna... Wanna touch you too, Loki." You said softly, the god paused, pulling back and smiling that gorgeous smile you'd never get tired of. He nodded once and tugged his shirt off, you climbed off of his lap so he could tug his pants down, you did the same.

Finally, the both of you were completely naked and you were back in his lap. One hand was fumbling in your drawer while the other was messily lost in Loki's silk hair. You pulled out the lube and hastily uncapped it and poured some down your God's shaft. You then handed the bottle off to Loki who smeared some down yours as well.

With the both of you now slick Loki wrapped both of his hands around the both of you, grasping both cocks and slowly moving his hands up and down. You could feel the sparks across your abdomen at the mere feeling of his hands, your hips rolled up into his fists against his shaft which caused a desperate keen to bubble up from your throat.

"Loki... 'M not gonna last too long..." You admitted shyly, your foreheads pressed together as you thrusted up into his hand, feeling every bump and dip along his shaft.

"I know, my darling boy. That's okay, you can cum whenever you're ready my love." Loki panted, his hands moving quickly over both erections.

His words triggered something, lit the fuse that coursed from your chest, down your naval, through your hips, dipped past to your toes, then erupted all at once. Leaving behind a truly sticky, hot mess on the both of you.

Loki didn't stop, though. Despite your lazy whines and whimpers of over stimulation he didn't stop. If anything, he actually sped up, grunting and thrusting up into his hand as well. You tried pulling your softened cock away but Loki tsked and looked up at you with those baby blue eyes. "Not until I cum." He said simply, it was clear he was almost there, he panted and his hips bucked up into the slick hold.

Your cock was stinging from the stimulation but you wouldn't trade it for the world now, staring down as Loki's flushed cock leaked precum that dripped on his abdomen.

Then, Loki made a sound you only heard the first time you ever touched each other. Loki whimpered and rolled his hips up desperately. As if he were pleading to no one in particular. The sound alone made your body spark awake again despite clearly being sore and achy already.

"Come on Loki, you're so close I can see it. You look so good like this, you always look so so good. Gonna cum soon? God, I fucking hope so." You encouraged, your hands trailing to Loki's smooth chest to tweak both of his nipples. The god moaned lowly and glanced up at you, then back down at his flushed cock head.

Right before your eyes you watched as Loki's hips canted up and his entire body shook. You grinned wickedly, watching with excitement as he came, his hand never once slowing down as he coated his abdomen and his hand.

Loki laid there, panting and recovering from his borderline mind shattering orgasm. You slowly backed up and slid down his body, smirking as a response to his questioning look.

Gingerly, you took his hand and lapped away the fresh cum, humming quietly as you cleaned off his hand, sucking each one of his fingers in your mouth before licking between them.

"My god..." Loki stated breathlessly.

You weren't done, however. You smirked and kissed across his hips before up his stomach, licking up each rope of cum that landed there, whether it be yours or his.

Once he was clean you sat up and wiped under your bottom lip, grinning and looking down at him. Loki seemed as if he were in awe.

"I'm going to absolutely wreck you..." He whispered before flipping you over and laughing sweetly.

Tonight was going to be absolutely spectacular.

So I’m re-writing Casual, it’s gonna be quite different than it was at first. There’s gonna be a tad bit more build-up. Basically I’m 6k words and just now getting to the first heated exchange.

Sooo...

Okay, lads, ladies, and other kind folk.

I am working on multiple different one shots as of currently.

I have been trying to work on them when I can but it is a difficult process so do forgive me for being so silent for so long.

If you like my works please reblog my stuff, send me stuff, message me and strike up a conversation, anything please. :) it would be greatly appreciated.

Also soft Loki steals all my uwu's.

I will eventually work on titling my works, just give it some time so I can first put out more (hopefully) higher quality works

Distractions

Natasha Romanoff & Clint Barton

Prompt: Natasha is still haunted by memories from the infamous red room. Clint offers his complete support and helps take her mind off of it.

Warnings: some emotional stuff, some sexual stuff too

Words: 2.4k

Note: I called Clint a marksman somewhere in here and some people may think it's wrong but Ive always considered archers to be marksmen. Also the characters are both poorly written in my opinion but I'd love feedback

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Natasha sat in her room, door shut, lights off, it was completely dark, around 2 in the morning. She hasn’t been able to sleep since she saw the date for today. She excused herself from the group she was having fun with and simply went up to her floor to lie down and mope to herself.

Clearly she can’t be alone in her own mind. She heard an elevator ding signaling someone's presence. She didn’t sit up or even look that way.

There was a dip in the bed and that's when she turned her head and smiled when she saw who it was.

Steve sat there, smiling and just rubbing her arm. "I noticed you weren't in such a good mood, wanna tell me what's going on Romanoff?" He asked quietly, lips in a tight line as he looked at her. Natasha smiled and shook her head, pursing her lips and shifting to face him.

"It's just. The date is a marker for when I became... Whatever thing I am now." She sighed, looking up at him and patting his arm gently. "I don't really want to talk about it."

Steve nodded and stood up to take his leave, giving her a firm pat on the arm. "I'll send Clint up here in a minute, I'm going to go back down to talk to Tony and Bruce." He said quietly, taking one last look at Natasha before leaving the room. She let out a sigh and stood up, walking to her dresser and pulling out a t shirt and a pair of fluffy pajama bottoms. She quickly stripped and redressed before laying back down, pushing her comforter down to the foot of the bed and laying down under the sheet. There was a quiet tap on her door before it opened and an all too familiar face peeked in.

"Hey there Nat. Steve told me to come talk to you, is everything alright?" He asked quietly, as if he spoke too loud it would break something. Natasha rolled on her side to face Clint and pat the spot beside her on her bed. The marksman came in and shut the door softly before walking over.

When he sat down he laid back against the headboard and laid his legs out in front of him. Natasha scooted closer and laid her head on Clint’s thigh.

Their relationship had always been questioned by others, they weren't really sure what they were either. They acted like a couple, went out on dates sometimes, kissed and cuddled, and sometimes things got a little hot between them as well. There have been several occasions where the both of them have shown up for training littered in scratch marks and bruises from nights before. So they had a complicated relationship to say the least.

Clint took Natasha's hair down from the messy ponytail it was in and combed his fingers through her hair slowly. Natasha instantly relaxed against him and sighed. "Thank you, Clint. For coming up here and checking on me, I'm glad I’ve met you. Its just. The day I didn’t realize what it was so when I found out I was hit instantly with remembrance of what I've become. Who I've become. I'm so glad I've become who I am otherwise I wouldn’t have met you and I wouldn't have been able to become so happy but I always wonder what if I had just been normal?" Natasha rambled on and Clint simply listened and played with her hair. When she finished he looked down at her and smiled, letting his hand trail down to cup her cheek.

Natasha smiled and leaned up, reaching up with one delicate hand to comb through Clint’s hair on the back of his head. Her fingers tangled in suddenly and she pulled him down into a slow kiss. There wasn't any heat behind it just soft, passionate kissing.

Clint pulled away with a throaty chuckle and looked at Natasha despite it being dark in the room enough light was in there for them to see each other.

"Nat, I am so lucky to have met you. You make me so undeniably happy and I hate to see you in such a low spot. I understand that today is a rough day for you but I'm here for you and I wont leave until you need me to. But right now you need someone here and that is gonna be me until you are sick and tired of it. I'm here to listen, comfort, and distract you from your pain in any way needed." Clint whispered sweetly, pressing his forehead to hers and wrapping a large hand around hers as it came up to touch the side of his face. All at once Natasha pulled Clint into another kiss, this time holding fire and desire in it.

Clint blindly reached around behind him until he found the lamp and turned it on. The sudden light made Natasha pull away and smile at him. "I want to be able to actually see you while I cause a distraction." Clint smiled as he shifted so Natasha laid on her back and Clint hovered over her.

They kissed for a long while, Natasha would nibble and bite on Clint’s bottom lip to pull out deep groans and grunts from the man above her. His hands ran over her sides and to her hips then up her legs that had wrapped around his waist. His hands wandered to her knees then came back up to her sides underneath her shirt. Clint pulled away to sit back on his knees between her legs, his rough hands gently massaged and caressed Natasha's pale breasts, giving them a firm squeeze before he began to pinch and tease her sensitive nipples.

Natasha's back arched into the stimulation and her eyes fluttered shut, her small hands gripped his large wrists to have something to hold on to while he touched her. Out of everyone she's ever been with he's the only one who stuck around long enough to learn exactly how to unwind her. She didn't understand why he stayed but she's more than thankful for it every day they spend together. Natasha sat up and ripped her shirt over her head before laying back down to let Clint continue his assault on her torso. He leaned down over her body to place a wet kiss right under her jaw, followed by on her collar bone, then he paused right below the collarbone to suck a dark purple bruise into the pale skin.

Clint always loves marking Natasha, he thinks that the dark purples, blues, and reds all look beautiful compared to her skin as white as cream. He loved how they made her body shiver and rather than snarky remarks he pulls beautiful moans from between her cherry red lips. He loved pleasing Natasha, he would spend hours teasing her and making her feel the best she ever has before.

Clint continued his kisses, kissing between the soft breasts before going off to the side and swirling his tongue around the perky nipple, then closing his lips around it to suck on the skin softly. He let His teeth slowly and carefully scrape over the sides before he pulled away and smirked as he saw the heaving breaths Natasha was taking. Whenever he stopped the assassin would lift her head up with a pout, followed by a whine from the back of her throat.

Natasha swirled her hips around and pushed them up against Clint's. Even through the soft material of her pants and his sweat pants she felt a jolt of pleasure spark through her abdomen. She impatiently ran her hands under his shirt and tugged it up and off. Immediately her eyes landed on his chest and his arm, Natasha always loved his tattoos, she loved to admire them and take her time to kiss over the soft inked skin. Just as she went to flip them over to appreciate his body Clint put a firm hand on her chest and leaned down again.

"I know you like to take control, princess. But tonight is about you. Im going to make sure you see how perfect I think you are no matter what your past consists of." He whispered against the soft skin of her flat stomach. Natasha bit her lip and relaxed, slowly calming herself down and taking a deep breath in before closing her eyes and letting herself be pleasured.

Clint took this as an okay and pulled her fuzzy fox print pajama bottoms off and tossed them aside. His lips traced over the faint mark of her abs and left more hickeys on the smooth skin before kissing down to her hips where he barely bit the jutted out hip bone and sucked in a mark as well. Natasha's hips jerked roughly with every kiss and bite, she was practically grinding her now exposed clit against his jaw. Clint snickered at her impatience and wrapped his tan hands around her thighs before diving in and moaning against her clit as he finally tasted her.

Natasha let out a very audible squeal and immediately her back arched, her bright eyes rolled back, her thighs clenched around Clint’s head, and her long nails scratched his scalp as she pulled his hair roughly. Clint only let out another moan against her, looking up her body at Natasha blissed out face. She let out quiet moans, she usually wasn’t that loud in bed until it came to Clint’s fingers.

Rather than jumping straight to his fingers Clint decided to continue lapping at her swollen clit, flicking his tongue against the nerves and smirking as Natasha's hips arched up against his face. She mumbled random nonsense, which Clint zoned in on.

"Oh fuck... Fuck fuck fuck Clint... Oh my god-fuck-" Nat panted and let out a surprised squeal when suddenly Clint’s middle finger pushed into her all the way to the last knuckle. Her body froze as he continued sucking and licking over her clit, his finger slowly pumped a couple of times before suddenly curling up all at once which made Natasha lock up and let out a loud moan from the sudden intense pleasure rather than the dull, constant pleasure from his tongue.

Suddenly all of her senses were heightened, Clint continued quickly curling his finger inside of her while his tongue flicked back and forth across her clit. She felt as if it were too much yet still not enough.

Clint was relentless, he wasn't slowing down at all. He added a second finger to Natasha and curled them both, Natasha felt a tight knot curl up in her abdomen. Her hips thrusted against the pleasure and bucked erratically. Clint pressed a hand down on her pelvis which caused Natasha to clamp down all at once and and keep Clint’s fingers inside of her. His tongue worked against her as her walls clenched and unclenched through her orgasm as it ripped through her. She hadn’t had an orgasm this powerful in over a month, some juices leaked around Clint’s strong fingers. Finally she relaxed and looked down at Clint who had pulled away and sucked his fingers clean.

He kissed up Natasha's body and licked his lips before kissing her softly. "Do you have the energy for one more, Natasha? If not that is perfectly fine we can go and get in a bath and then come back in here and cuddle until you fall asleep." Clint began rambling this time, Natasha giggled and kissed him again with a satisfied hum.

"I can go again, but I'd rather you let me have a taste of you." She rasped, sitting up and urging Clint to lie back. He wasn't going to complain at all so he followed as she said and lifted his hips as she tugged down his sweatpants.

Natasha wasn’t in the mood to tease so she looked up through her long lashes as she gripped Clint at the base and slowly sank down. She had to pull back about halfway down and push her hair back before sinking down once more, this time closing her eyes and taking a steady breath through her nose as she allowed her throat to relax. Her gag reflex tried to tighten around the head of Clint’s cock but Natasha had to force herself to fight it and take him down all the way.

Clint let his head fall back and a groan fall from his lips, his hand came up to Natasha's hair to push it back and grip it tight. Natasha hummed a little as she pulled back, saliva dripping down the shaft slowly. She then suctioned her lips tightly around the swollen tip before sinking back down, Clint jerked his head up to watch Natasha as he moaned again. His eyes fluttered just as she glanced up and sank all the way down again.

Natasha continued this steady pace until Clint was grinding his hips up into her. Finally Natasha pulled off and looked up with wide eyes. "You can fuck my face, Clint. You know that." She smiled, he grinned and pulled her back to his cock. She opened her mouth and slid just past the tip into her mouth then let Clint take control from there.

The archer pulled her down a bit more before thrusting his hips up into her mouth, once he got used to the feeling he let himself thrust faster. Clint moaned and let himself go, his muscles were pulled taut and he felt his climax building all too quick. Natasha knew this and waited patiently, adding in soft moans as he hit the back of her throat. His thighs tensed and pulled up just a little bit as his head fell back hard against the pillows.

He couldn't form proper words but Natasha felt the pulsing cock and closed her lips around it just as she felt the hot, salty cum shoot out and land on her tongue and even down her throat. It kept going and once he was done she pulled away, she swallowed everything in her mouth and stuck her tongue out at him. Clint smiled and reached up, cupping her face and stroking over her cheek.

"I hope you don’t think we're done yet, I'm gonna be distracting you all day." Clint said with a wink.

Loki x demigod! Fem!reader (18+)

Prompt: N/A

Warnings: sex duh, uhhh. Not much honestly. Feels at the end?

Words: 2269 (nice)

Notes: I haven't had motivation to do anything except this. So here you go.

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Loki, god of mischief, the trickster, the frostgiant himself. Seen as evil, brooding, a maniac.

You, a mere demigod, able to simply change minds, put yourself in someones head to change their minds. Your mother, a goddess, your father a human. They thought it'd be impossible, and it was even frowned upon, however they let your mother carry out her pregnancy before executing her.

You proudly wore her name as a badge of honour. You weren't afraid of who may not like you or who may attack you for your family line. You were more brave than any other god or goddess in the temple, and you were considered noble to a degree.

Loki admired you, for every trait you held. He watched you from afar until you confronted him one on one.

You stood up to his "father" when you saw how poorly he was being treated, you told him to be kind, and treat everyone as family.

Loki admired your strength, your bravery, your power over others. He became your best friend but good gods he wanted more than that.

He wanted to hold you, treasure you, treat you as you deserved to be. Like a goddess.

You as well held passion for Loki, but wanted to wait for the right time. And wait he did.

Loki didnt even look at another woman whilst he waited for you to ready yourself. He would come over every day and study with you, read all day, or play a long game of chess.

The two of you had formed a rather tight bond, so he was beyond grateful when you sat him down and told him exactly how you felt about him, and from there a relationship bloomed.

The others around you were not happy to find that the prince had fallen for a mixed breed. They glared daggers that he would simply throw back at them while the two of you walked hand in hand.

Men would stare in disgust because they saw you lower than a human, the women hated you because they wanted Loki for themselves.

The possessive glares irked you to no end so although you were very calm, level headed, and kind to everyone you would rant out your frustrations in the bath while Loki rubbed your shoulders.

Finally, one day a girl said something far too upsetting and angering. You gripped Loki's hand tightly and dragged him to your room, shutting the door and leaning back against it, pulling Loki against you to pin you against the door.

You were hurt by the woman's words despite knowing that you shouldn't be. But Loki knew what you wanted and he was happy to oblige.

He wrapped an arm around your corsetted waist, pulling you to him until your waists touched, his other hand grabbed one of your wrists and gave a firm squeeze while he caught your bottom lip in his own. You gave a quiet whimper as he bit your lip, causing your cheeks to burn bright.

The trickster pulled away with a chuckle and gave your lips a final peck, hand smoothing down your clothed back.

You wore a simple black gown with a deep crimson corset, Loki smiled as he easily unpaved the back of the tight material and let it fall open, your waist finally relaxed to its natural position, your breasts fell where they laid comfortably, Loki admired each curve of your natural body before giving you another quick kiss.

"Where do you want to do it my love? Bed? Shower? On a counter somewhere?" Loki asked in a low, gravelly voice, one that shook you to your very core.

"Bed, please." You whispered, cheeks tinged pink as you let him grab your hand to lead you to your messy bed. It wasn't dirty, the sheets were just pushed to the very bottom, pillows were lazily tossed around, it was just unorganized.

Loki didnt mind at all, he brought you to a stop just beside the large mattress to pull you in by your waist. He pulled you into another deep kiss, his fingers danced across your dress before finding its zipper on the back. He hastily pulled it down and let it begin to fall, helping you out of the sleeves and helping pull it past your hips. You were barefoot as usual, preferring no shoes for comfortability.

You laid back on the bed, slowly scooting so Loki could follow you. Once you were situated comfortably he grabbed your thigh, inching it away from the other one as if he had all day. Which he did.

You let yor legs open, smiling as Loki admired your almost naked body.

He leaned over you, sliding between your legs and giving your lips another kiss.

"That foul woman was wrong in every word she said." He whispered, a scary edge to his voice.

"You are mine, and I dont want it any other way. You shall be my wife, my perfect princess. You are mine as i am yours." He whispered against your lips. You smiled at his words, one hand curling into his dark hair to pull his mouth away.

"Then show it, claim me once more, Loki." You demanded, grinning wildly as he smirked and went to work.

You laid back again, tilting your head back as he placed his cold lips against your neck, sucking over your pulse on a mission to leave a visible mark that you were his and only his.

As he kissed further down you relaxed, smiling as he kissed over your chest, cupping both of your breasts to lightly pinch at your rosey nipples. He wrapped his lips around one and you gave a shrill squeak as he playfully bit a little before letting go and running his tongue over it to help soothe it.

Loki appreciated your body more than he could ever explain, he made sure to always take his time with you.

You knew this, of course, and it only made you love him even more.

You giggled quietly as Loki began to kiss down across your stomach, then began to slowly pulled your crimson red panties down. He tossed them aside before taking a moment to admire your full glory.

You were taken by surprise when you dove down moments later to bury his face against you. Your face immediately reddened but you couldnt focus on that because his tongue was teasing over your clit side to slid, dipping down to lap over your soaking hole, then coming back up to lap at your clit.

You let out breathy moans and soft whines for more, legs spreading more as your hands reached down to tangle into his jet black hair. Loki smiled before shifting and adding his dominant hand into play.

You were surprised when you felt his middle finger prodding at your hole but let out a full moan as it pressed in all the way and immediately curled against your g-spot. Within seconds Loki added a second one and rubbed happily against your sensitive spot, causing your thighs to tremble and fingers to tug on his hair.

His tongue never left your needy clit as he fingered you, which caused you to moan more.

The pleasure was building up, leading to a feeling of pure euphoria.

When your orgasm hit, it hit like a truck.

Your eyes buldged before closing tightly, your lip tucked firmly between your teeth as your hips suddenly jerked erratically against Loki's talented mouth. He didn't stop until you were finished, then he pulled away and stripped himself, getting out of bed as he did so.

Loki did it slowly, smiling as you stared at him with hungry eyes. When it came down to the last article of clothing, you could very clearly see his erection through it. Usually you would kneel for him and give him the Royal treatment but tonight was different. You watched as he reached into a drawer beside your bed, and pulled out a solid black cock ring.

"I am going to make you mine. By the time I am finished, my queen, everybody will know that I only have eyes for you." He said softly, crawling back over you and giving you a deep kiss, tongues clashing and fighting before he pulled away and positioned himself between your legs, the fat girth pressed against your slick cunt.

"Please Loki, don't start teasing me now my king. Make me cry your name to the gods and make sure everyone in all of Asgard knows." You whispered, looking up at him and holding eye contact as he nodded and slowly began to press in.

He held his cock by the hilt to keep steady as he pushed in, the both of you moaning as he pressed all the way in. Your eyes fluttered as he looked down where he connected to you.

With him, you felt so absolutely stuffed full, it knocked the wind out of you and made you dizzy.

Loki gave you a moment to take deep breaths before he squeezed your hips and pulled out, then thrusted in again.

You both moaned, your head pressing back further into the soft pillow. Loki leaned over your body, bracing himself on his forearms.

Then he set a solid pace, satisfying the both of you more than words could describe. One of your hands grabbed his and the other left bright red claw marks down his back.

Loki went on for a while until he reached between the two of you, watching your reaction as he began to furiously rub your clit again. He gave a surprised groan when it caused you to constrict around him so tightly that he had to stop and let you relax again.

This went on for hours, eventually he had one hand rubbing your clit, your hips grinding in a sloppy pattern with his, you held your own breast and played with your own nipple as he kissed over your neck.

The combined pleasure made your eyes roll back in pleasure, your thighs trembled and completely seized as you came again, squeezing around Loki's hips tighter than they ever had before.

Once you had came one more time, Loki pulled out and snatched the ring off. You, despite being a little dizzy, rolled onto the floor on your knees and Loki came to edge. His hand moved at lightning speed until he gave a thrust into his fist and came.

It was a sight to see. Lokis hair stuck to his forehead from the sweat, his cheeks pink and eyes blown wide. He panted as his cum shot out onto your chest, your collarbones, your cheeks, and a little landed near your mouth.

You swiped the small amount beside your lip away and sucked it off before leaning forward and giving a long, slow lick over the head of Loki's softening dick. It weakly twitched and spit out the last bit of what was a large load.

Loki chuckled and stood up a second later, dragging you into the bathroom to clean you up. He grabbed a washcloth and as he cleaned his cum off of you he also was sure to leave many more hickies across your neck.

You tried to stay silent, you were sore and weren't ready for another round yet, but when you let out a soft whimper Loki smirked. His hand slowly trailed down between your legs, laughing as he felt the slickness. You pouted but still slowly dragged your hips across his hand.

Loki went along with it, except at one point he crooked his fingers and suddenly two fingers buried themselves inside of you. They curled against your spot and switched between rubbing against it or pressing against it for added pressure.

You leaned your head on his shoulder, moaning and panting weakly as you let him please you once more. It took almost no time for your eyes to fall shut again as you managed to cum once more with a long moan of Loki's name.

After that the prince cleaned you up and made sure you were cleaned up before carrying you into the bedroom again. He put you in your comfy clothes before sliding beside you, completely naked. It was almost dark so you two were going to head to bed already.

"Loki, why do you stay?" You asked randomly in the night. You had woken up from a weird dream and just felt the need to ask.

You could feel Loki's breathing change suddenly, and a long while passed. As soon as you were going to turn over and forget about it, he began to answer.

"I stay because you had my attention since i first heard you speak. Not when i first saw you, but when i heard how intelligent you are. When I heard your name. When I saw and i heard how you've been treated. You are so intelligent. You're hilarious, you read and play chess for fun, you are amazing at everything you do my queen. I stay because I know and trust that you'll stay with me as well. I love you my sweet dear and i always will." He had sounded groggy, but you loved it. Tears brimmed your eyes as you cuddled closer to him and closed your eyes.

"I love you Loki. But I'll tell you why later." You said before yawning loudly.

The both of you fell asleep cuddled closely, dreaming fondly of each other.